<h2 class=ql-align-justify>August 1874</h2><h2 class=ql-align-justify>Western Texas</h2><h2 class=ql-align-justify>Hot as Hell</h2><p><br></p><p><strong><em>Jimmy Felder's got to die. </em></strong></p><p><br></p><p>Ain't that Orlena's got anything in particular against her brother: she just knows that if she can't provide his location by the time the Needless Man is back from running horses up to New Mexico Territory she's as good as dead herself. Seducing the handsome sheriff might help keep her alive-and give her a chance to celebrate the freedom provided by a sudden violent change in her circumstances-but he won't be much good if he can't keep his hands off his own supply of psychedelic scorpions...and when he starts missing time and dreaming of bright lights in the woods it looks more and more like it's every man and woman for themself.</p><p><br></p><p>Yes indeed. Sandspur Texas is more dangerous and insane all the time: but nothing is as dangerous or insane as the Needless Man. Certainly not so far as Orlena's concerned.</p><p><br></p><p>No sane man is willing to kill over a gold tooth.</p>